The greatest stop over of all time? It's not often you get the opportunity to visit Iceland. Luckily for us our flight to the states connected through Iceland and Iceland air in a very clever marketing ploy allow you to stay a while and then connect onto your destination when you're done for no extra charge. We would have liked a prolonged stay in Iceland but the airline only allow you a stopover of seven days maximum and plus our buddy Colin is eagerly awaiting our arrival! We have booked a small camper van for our five day stay and plan to travel north west staying away from the usual tourist route.
Now at the collection of the van we realised we may be in quite a hostile environment for driving around. The attendant is telling me horror stories of accidents and driving conditions. I think same old story he's just trying to sell insurance. This is not PPI though they won't be giving me it back in five years. I take a look around the room and see pictures of their vans in various states of rescue. Some being pulled from rivers others down the hillside off the road. I turn around and sign up for the insurance. We load up the van and hit the road stopping at the first Pink Pig supermarket to buy extortionate supplies. As always it's interesting to walk around a foreign supermarket being Peter Kay, picking things up and showing them to Sarah with an inane grin on my face. "Look at the price of these" and these and so on. Needless to say it is pretty expensive so we just buy a few bits of happy shopper non branded crap and Christian bail.
I must say at this point we had already seen two amazing rainbows and the sun was kind of shining with a bit of light rain. So much for the bad weather I can handle this no problem. We had a whale trip booked for the next day, but they cancelled it just before we departed the UK due to bad weather conditions. This meant a change of route. We hit the road hard on the first day knowing that we had a lot of tarmac to tread over the next five days. We were pretty tired and our flight was delayed so everything was a litre out of sync. After driving for 3 hours I started to understand why they believe in fairies and trolls in Iceland. The landscape was green and magical and in that first few hours we saw about ten rainbows a few of which we saw the end of! There was no gold or leprechauns, just the natural beauty of Iceland. We drove for 196km and decided to call it a night, we were tired from being on the road since early that day. We pulled into a small gravel road and parked the van up to sleep for the night.
I went off to try do a Gene Wildy, but no luck I should be a pro at this by now but I'm not. I always think back to the episode of An Idiot Abroad where Karl spots the old guy in a Chinese walking around with a fold away stool with a toilet seat attached. He takes it everywhere all day because he just can't squat. That will be me one day soon!